The start was nothing less than dramatic, confusion leading to suspense and ultimately the climax that bewildered many and even raised doubts as to how one can forget the call that he himself called few seconds before. The anticlimax though was re-toss. To the dis
appointment of many, islanders took away the advantage. In the moments after, anything less than audacious was at the display as Indian fielders behaved like clawed feline leaving nothing out of their claws. But the somber approach by islanders continued until the end of their first innings when they cut loose and ended up with a total that was more than competitive. At half way stage there was battle going on inside every Indian I would imagine between their minds and souls, and with couple deliveries bowled they were left shocked as the Delhi bomber left the ground. Maestro was at work and it looked he was determined as ever to be there in the middle until a delivery snicked. Stunned!!! Heart
started sinking but the desire, will and wish was still not shattered. Repair work began and from then the soul and heart were better off over the mind. Every run was cheered and every dive wrecked minds as one could see despair and pain on spectators on & off the ground. Belief took upstage with every run taking the chase closer to the target. With runs less than half a cent and two men with steely resolve at crease meant India would drive home easily but then past history of power play in this mega-event itself would cast doubts. But these unflappable heroes were
on the job flawless and one glorious hit brought glory that nation waited almost endlessly. And when the wait was over the scenes were unimaginative. First the euphoria and then the ecstasy, such was the emotion of every Indian around the world on the Saturday night. A night, every Indian would remember for long, long time to come. What even I saw just outside my home on the streets was less than extra ordinary. Scenes I could have imagined only after India's military victory on their envious enemy. People thronged the streets, studded commotions, wavered national tricolor and chanted victory slogans. Yes, India triumphed and not just the cricket team was delirious about this victory, it was entire nation that was filled with emotions that seldom one experience. Sentiments that is incomparable to any laurel in any sporting event across the world, only vindicating the fact that how much we as a nation admire, f
ollow, scrutinize, criticize and chastised cricket than their administration would do to them. Ah!! It is fascinating to see how one common thing can act like a thread and weave the emotions of entire nation together. Joy saw no bounds last night and may this cheer last long, but every one knows real life beckons at far end of this hallucination.
appointment of many, islanders took away the advantage. In the moments after, anything less than audacious was at the display as Indian fielders behaved like clawed feline leaving nothing out of their claws. But the somber approach by islanders continued until the end of their first innings when they cut loose and ended up with a total that was more than competitive. At half way stage there was battle going on inside every Indian I would imagine between their minds and souls, and with couple deliveries bowled they were left shocked as the Delhi bomber left the ground. Maestro was at work and it looked he was determined as ever to be there in the middle until a delivery snicked. Stunned!!! Heart 
started sinking but the desire, will and wish was still not shattered. Repair work began and from then the soul and heart were better off over the mind. Every run was cheered and every dive wrecked minds as one could see despair and pain on spectators on & off the ground. Belief took upstage with every run taking the chase closer to the target. With runs less than half a cent and two men with steely resolve at crease meant India would drive home easily but then past history of power play in this mega-event itself would cast doubts. But these unflappable heroes were 
on the job flawless and one glorious hit brought glory that nation waited almost endlessly. And when the wait was over the scenes were unimaginative. First the euphoria and then the ecstasy, such was the emotion of every Indian around the world on the Saturday night. A night, every Indian would remember for long, long time to come. What even I saw just outside my home on the streets was less than extra ordinary. Scenes I could have imagined only after India's military victory on their envious enemy. People thronged the streets, studded commotions, wavered national tricolor and chanted victory slogans. Yes, India triumphed and not just the cricket team was delirious about this victory, it was entire nation that was filled with emotions that seldom one experience. Sentiments that is incomparable to any laurel in any sporting event across the world, only vindicating the fact that how much we as a nation admire, f
ollow, scrutinize, criticize and chastised cricket than their administration would do to them. Ah!! It is fascinating to see how one common thing can act like a thread and weave the emotions of entire nation together. Joy saw no bounds last night and may this cheer last long, but every one knows real life beckons at far end of this hallucination.
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